JennyBlu: Hey guys! Finally Kingdom Hearts 3D came out! I am so excited but I don't of a 3DS so I'm screwed! Oh well... Sorry it took me so long to update, I wanted it to be good so when I finished I was like "Oh Yeah the readeres are going to like this one!" Finally Terra makes it in here, YAY! I'm really a Terra fan because he is H-O-T! Well, READ ON MY READERS =)
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KH BECAUSE I AM NOT AS AWESOME AS Tetsuya Nomura
Chapter 2
She hadn't slept for three days now. She just couldn't take it all in and her fear of just shutting her eyes for five seconds was harassing her. She kept herself isolated in her room, recalling what had happened at the night of the scene. Everything just happened so fast for her.
Flashback
The police had rushed in, not hesitating to grab her out of the scene. She wasn't crying nor was she angered, she was frighten. One of the cops had dropped down to the floor, grasping her in his arms. He brushed her hair to ease her trembling. She dug her nails into his arm, listening to his heartbeat.
"Shhh, it's okay now," he whispered under his warm breath. As she was clutched to his body, she took a peek of what was happening. She literally didn't hear anything and everyone was moving slowly. The medics dragged the stretchers inside and headed towards the direction that the cops were pointing to. The paramedics rushed behind the counter and tended to the victim. As soon as they checked her pulse, they placed her in the stretcher carefully and pulled wheeled Olette out of there.
Aqua then saw that the cops were looking around, taking pictures and talking on their radios attached to their chest. She didn't notice that her body had risen from the ground. She was still attached to the cop that was caring for her. It seemed her was carrying her out of there for the cops to do their duties. Then she was looking at the knife that was on the floor. It was very far away from her, making her feel vulnerable as she was lifted outside.
They called in more back up as she sat there in the back of the ambulance truck. They had placed a blanket over her as they finished checking her health. She heard the two medics talking to the cop that had dragged her out of the café. She could hear the whisper her condition to the guy.
"She's in a state of shock, but she is recuperating slowly," the woman said.
"We should take her to the hospital," the other one suggested.
"No," the officer nodded, "I'll deal with her." She couldn't hear the argument but at the end, they agreed with the officer. He gave a 'Thank you' nod and headed straight towards the disheveled woman. As he approached her, she clenched her blanket closer to her and lowered her gaze.
"Aqua, right?" he questioned.
"Y-yes," she muttered, keeping her gaze to the ground. It was then that a hand appeared to her sight. She moved her blue orbs up to face the man that held out his hand to her. He was nothing that she imagined a cop to be. Rather than having a buzz cut, he had long hair that had a tint of silver. His marine eyes glowed with sincerity and had a soft look to it. Instead of having a blue police uniform, he wore a black sleeve and dark jeans. He had his badge tied around his neck and had his police belt that held his gun and other gadgets. The thing that really surprised her was that he was young, probably the same age as her. Most importantly he was very handsome.
"My name is Riku," he spoke, raising his hand to her to shake it. She accepted and shook it in a loosely manner. He sighed in relief which made Aqua have a confused look.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure that you were finally out of shock," he rubbed his head. "Since you shook my hand I would take it as a sign that you're stable."
"Oh," she rasped.
"I just wanted to let you know that we rushed your friend to the hospital and that she made it on time," he smiled.
"Oh, thank goodness," she sighed in joy. She felt like a heavy burden was lifted right off her chest. The most important thing to her was that Olette was alright.
"Yeah, she lost a lot of blood, but they did a transplant and it was successful."
"That's good news," she smiled weakly, "so, now what?"
"Well, first let's get you home," he responded. He walked her to his car which was a black Chevy Camaro. He opened the passenger door for her and slammed it until she got comfortable. Her eyes followed him to the driver's side of the car until he got inside. He turned the ignition on and pressed on the gas slowly. He was driving up the street, avoiding the other cars that were blocking his way.
"Just go straight and-"
"I know where you live," he grinned. "While you were getting checked, I took the liberty of looking at your file."
She turned her face to the window. She felt violated that he had gone through her personal file. These damn cops would check her on whole life and private information. Riku knew that she was uncomfortable about him scanning her file. She tensed up a bit and she turned her head away from his sight.
"I'm sorry," he drawled, "its part of the job."
She gave a simple 'Hmph' as a response and turned her head forward. At least she wasn't looking away from him. The rest of the drive home was silent. He parked in front of her building and turned off the engine. He rushed out and opened her door. She stepped out slowly and they commenced to walk inside.
As they reached inside, Riku spotted the elevator and walked ahead of her to press the button. When she reached the door, it slid open and they both entered inside. She was going to punch the tenth floor button but he beat her right to it. She gave him a cold stare that made him give out a cheeky grin.
"Great, you know where I live too," she rolled her eyes.
"Sorry, that's also part of-"
"Your job, yeah, yeah," she finished his sentence.
"You know," he chuckled, "for a girl that was just in shock, you're really having an attitude towards cops."
"Well, I don't like people snooping around my life," she simply stated.
"Maybe, it's just for your well being."
They finally made it to her floor and they walked down the hall to her place. She was going to put her keys but instead she twirled around to face the officer. He blinked as the woman faced him with a serious expression.
"Well, we're here," she blurted in a low voice. "Are you going to tell me what's next?"
"Oh yeah," he remembered. He puffed out a hot breath and began to explain the process. "We're going to investigate the crime scene and in a few days a detective is going to call you in for questioning."
"And Olette?" she pondered.
"She will stay in the hospital and be questioned there," he responded.
She lowered her gaze and felt disappointed. She wanted them to catch the psycho now before he has another chance of finding her. She wanted them to do something now or protect her at least.
"The good news is that I called ahead and informed your boss that you wouldn't be working until you're ready to do so," he grinned, hoping that she was alright with that.
"And now you know where I work at," she murmured.
"Hey, this is all for your protection," he spoke in a serious but soft manner.
Now she felt bad. "Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that… I'm just r-really scared."
"Hey," he placed his hands on her shoulders, "it's going to be alright now. You and your friend are in good hands."
She gave a nod and he let go of her. She returned to her door and entered the key. She unlocked her door and entered. Before she could close it, she wanted to thank him for looking after her.
"Um, thank you," she uttered.
"No problem," he chirped, "if there's anything you need just give me a call."
He handed her a card that had his name and phone number. She took it with gratitude as if she would call him if she needed anything. As she was closing the door, she caught him wave at her before he made his way to the elevator. When she heard the door click closed, she fell against the door, leaning there until she heard him really leave.
She dropped her keys on the edge of the table but it fell down. She trudged to her room in the dark, not bothering to pick up her keys or turning on the lights. She slammed her door opened and dropped her coat on the floor. She then peeled out of her clothes, leaving them all over the ground. She took out a large black sweater from her closet and slipped into it. She didn't bother putting any pants or shirt; she just slumped to the side of her bed, just like she did to her clothing.
She leaned against her bed, hugging her knees together. She smelled her skin under her nose and grew disgusted. The scent of blood was still attached to her like a sin. She wanted it to go away desperately but she didn't want to shower. It felt comfortable to stay in that spot, cuddling her legs and feeling safe. She glanced at the digital clock that was on her nightstand.
"3:15 AM," she read to herself. She stayed there for another fifteen minutes, staring into space with a blank expression. She couldn't fall asleep… actually she wouldn't fall asleep. She was scared, depressed, and alone. She asked herself, why does this happen to good people? Olette didn't do anything to deserve this; even Seifer didn't deserve to die. You can't just play God and decided to end lives.
It was insane that a man would just do it for his own amusement. It made her sick to her stomach that there are people who try to pretend like they are the judge of people's lives. It just shows how corrupted the world could be. Her vision blurred and a drop of water fell down her cheek. Would she ever feel safe again?
End of Flashback
Her cheeks were dried now due to the fact that she couldn't produce any more tears. She was still curled in a ball and she hadn't move. She hadn't eaten a thing since then. Her appetite was lost for a few days. She never stood up to stretch her aching muscles nor did she ever sleep. She never took her eyes off the floor and her clothes were still spread everywhere.
This wasn't healthy for her. If she continued on like this, would she end up in a deep slumber again? She shrugged, not caring about her well being. She did want to know how everyone else was doing. She heard her phone vibrate multiple times throughout her days of isolation. Most of them were probably from Ventus. She hadn't seen anyone since then and they probably knew something was wrong. Aerith probably told them though so it was okay.
How much time did she need though? Can she ever get out of here? She felt the brick walls closing in on her, making her breathe in large amounts of air. She felt it getting colder here, making her toes and fingers numb. She didn't feel safe anymore and it poked her every second. It bugged her that the guy could come here any second and just kill her off without anyone knowing.
He could find out where she lived, heck he found out where Olette worked at. He could be a professional stalker and find out where everyone lives. It ached her brain just thinking about it! His mask made her anxious and afraid what was underneath. He could have a hideous face or the ones that were creepy looking that screamed out 'psycho'. Her body gave out small quivers, making her want to throw up at the sight of him.
It was slowly getting darker now. Her vision was acting very strange and her body literally felt heavy. Her head was drifting away in darkness and she felt her mouth drooling. Her eyes blinked several times to see what time was it.
"3:15… AM," she struggled. She couldn't take it anymore; she was falling asleep. Her body had enough and it was giving in. Her eyes were burning red and she felt no blood circulating in her veins. Her body trembled, begging her to retire. She was hearing things now, whispering in her ears.
"Just close your eyes…"
She was attracted by that sweet voice. It was lulling her to sleep and it achieved its pursuit. Her mind and body stopped fighting, freeing her soul. She let go of herself and she drowsed on something hard yet warm and comforting. The voices continued to purr in thoughts but it was hard to listen to.
The last thing she caught was, "You'll be alright…"
She batted her lashes up and down, looking at her window. It was still dark outside, the way she remembered it the last time she was awake. She turned over to face the ceiling. It was strange that she was under something soft instead of something cold and rough. She rose up and looked at the ground. She found herself on her bed; no wonder her back was not feeling sore. She rubbed her eyes to see what time it was again.
"11: 30 PM," she whispered. She stretched her arms out, cracking her bones and easing them. She was completely charged now so she decided to finally eat something. She removed herself from her mattress and walked out of her room. It hurt her eyes to see only blackness in her apartment. She turned on lights of the living room which hurt her eyes even more.
It took her a while to get accustom to the brightness. She walked to the small table beside her couch while held a vase of red roses and her telephone. Her phone was blinking the number '15' which identified the number of voice messages she had received.
"Might as well listen to it," she sighed. She moved forward to press on the play button. As she pressed it, the voice machine commenced.
"FRIDAY 11:15 AM: Hey it's Ven, I called your cell but you don't answer. Call me later okay!"
"FRIDAY 4:25 PM: It's Aerith… I told Ventus what happened to you and he went ballistic. I'm sorry if you didn't want to tell anyone, but he kept bugging me so… call me if you need anything."
"FRIDAY 7:10 PM: I'm really trying to not scream on the phone right now. Just let me ask you this; why didn't you call me?"
The rest of the voice mail was Ventus screaming at her to pick up the phone and answer the door. She received some from her friends as well stating that if she needed anything then they would be there. One was also from the hospital informing her about Olette and that she is doing fine. She was finally up the last one which was very recent.
"SUNDAY 2:56 PM: Yes, this is Detective Terra from the police department informing you that we need to start questioning you about the case, how about tomo-"
The voice mail had stopped functioning. It had turned off suddenly and cut off the last voice mail. Aqua clicked the pushed down the play button but nothing was happening. She tugged on the cable, revealing that it was disconnected to the outlet. She soon felt someone's arms slithering around her waist, tightening the grip. She shivered as she felt the person's head nest to her ear.
"You never called me," he murmured. His hand traveled up to her neck. In a second, her body was rammed to the wall with brute force. The air was knocked out of her lungs and she yelped as the sharp affliction traveled all around her spine. He was crushing her throat, letting no air come through. She gritted her teeth as she was trying not to give in but it was difficult when he was compressing her to pop like a balloon.
She was this close to unconsciousness until he turned his gaze to the opposite direction. He slipped his fingers off her neck which made her slam to the floor, choking for oxygen.
"W-what… the hell!" she coughed. He tormented her by slowly killing her but at the last second he stopped. He ignored her comment and walked towards the small table. She discovered that he was fascinated by the red roses that were placed inside the glass vase. He was brushing the petals very delicately.
He then pulled out one of the pile and observed the plant. It was as if he never saw a flower before. The color of the red petals reflected on his mask. He twirled it around a bit to get the full texture of the beautiful flower. He finally stopped gazing on the rose and brought his attention on the blue headed woman.
He creepily shifted his head towards her, making her blanch. He stepped towards her as she cowered back against the wall. As he kneeled to face her, she raised her arms to avoid the blow he was about to impact on her skin. After waiting for a few seconds, she took a peek on what was holding him back. It appeared that he was still withholding the rose in between in his black fingers.
She lowered her arms to see what was going on with him and that flower. He tilted it forward to her direction. It was as if he wanted her to have it. He waited there for five seconds and she took it as a signal to grab the plant. She hesitantly took it by the root, feeling the soft texture.
In that very moment, she had a small flashback. In her memory, someone gave her the exact same rose but instead of him, it was someone else. Her small hands of when she was a child mimicked the same exact action she just did when she clutched the green root. Then another white flash appeared in her eyes.
The blue haired woman batted her eyes opened in one shot. She jumped up as soon as she gained consciousness. She took a deep breath as she looked around to see if the Man in Black was still here. She was in her room, lying on her bed once again. It was like déjà vu; instead she woke up when the sun glittered outside from her window.
Aqua stepped out of her bedstead quietly and looked out the window. It seemed that everyone was outside, walking to where ever they had to be. She looked at her clock and it was 12:12 in the afternoon.
"No wonder everyone is out now," she uttered. She touched her cold window, looking at the happy people that were walking. She wanted to go outside now; it was time to get some fresh air. If she stayed inside any longer, she would go insane.
"That dream," she shivered. It seemed so real to her though, and that little flashback appeared out of nowhere. Was it like a memory or was it a lie? She growled in frustration and slammed her fist on the hard window.
"What does this all mean?" she chewed. Her earlobes perked up on the sound of her door knocking. She bolted up and looked at the direction the sound was coming from. The door kept banging, waiting for someone to answer. She slowly wandered to her bedroom door, taking a small peek to see if anyone was in her apartment.
No one was there to her satisfaction so she marched right out of her room. She whipped her head to the entrance as it kept beating loudly. She stalked quietly to the door so the outsider couldn't hear if anyone was inside. She really wanted to see who it was from the other side.
"Maybe its Ven," she thought. Maybe it was time to answer the door and have a visitor. She did have to explain what had happened to her and why she didn't pick up his calls. She took this chance to finally have her friend comfort her.
Aqua opened the door in one shot and looked straight to her visitor. Right in front of her ocean orbs was a buffed chest. Well, this guy sure wasn't Ventus; this guy was too tall to be her blonde friend. Aqua narrowed her eyes up to find that her visitor was a stranger, but not any ordinary stranger.
The tall young man had a nice tan skin tone which was perfect for his blue eyes. His brown hair traveled to the back of his neck and it was styled in a messy look. His spikes were vertical and his bangs framed his face. He wore a tight, charcoal brown hooded pullover that flashed his muscular physique and dark denim jeans. When Aqua meant he was no ordinary stranger, she meant on his looks. He was… handsome.
"Uhhh…" was all that came out of the pink flustered woman.
"Hello, I'm Detective Terra from the police department," he announced himself. "I was beginning to think that you wouldn't answer."
"…"
"Um, are you alright?" he batted his long lashes as he tilted his head, making Aqua melt.
"… Oh, I'm sorry," she snapped out of her trance, "What was your name again?"
"I'm Detective Terra, I'm here to question you about the incident," he explained.
"Oh, I apologize. It's just that I don't get random visits," she rubbed the back of her head.
"Well, if you picked up your phone, this visit wouldn't have been random," he implied as he put his hands in his pockets.
"Smartass," she hissed mentally. Why do all the handsome men have to have a smart mouth? It was first Ventus, then the cop Riku, and now this guy. She squinted at him, giving an intimidating look. He just smiled, showing no fear at her stunning eyes.
"May I come in?" he properly asked in a chuckling manner. She walked away, leaving the door opened and waving for him to follow her in. He did so and closed the door as he let himself in her apartment. As he turned back to the woman, he observed her from behind.
Her short blue hair looked like she came out of bed. She seemed slightly skinny, indicating that she must of lost weight for the last three days. Her black sweater slid off to the side, flashing one of her pale shoulders. Overall, she was quite attractive. As she strutted to the living room, he lowered his gaze to her legs. His eyes grew wide when he figured out that she was revealing too much.
"Have a seat," she turned to him, pointing to the couch. She caught is expression change into a wide-eye, flustered face.
"Is something wrong?" she questioned him with an attitude. Jumping into a conclusion, she thought that he was checking her out from behind. What a pervert! She rolled her eyes when he roughly cleared his throat.
"Um, I know you've been having a rough day, but can you please put on some pants."
She looked down to her legs and realized that she was in her underwear. She gasped and hid her womanhood with her hands in embarrassment. She ran to her room and slammed the door. She was now humiliated, and in front of a hot guy! She literally gave him a full view of her ass and to be more embarrassed, she forgot all about her pants.
She was screaming internally, shutting her mouth with her palm so she wouldn't let it out. Aqua smacked her dumb head and sighed in annoyance. She ran to her closet and pulled out white sleeve top and tight black pants. As she finished changing, she anxiously walked to the door. But before she could walk out, she caught her appearance at the floor mirror. She looked at her disheveled hair and fixed it quickly. She patted her sleepy face to wake up and circulate blood.
Now she looked better. She stepped out of her room and found the detective making himself at home. He was sitting on her white couch with his arms extended on the top of the furniture. He was staring at the small portrait on the wall which showed Aqua and Ventus hugging each other at a Christmas party. She looked so young, along with Ventus.
"Do want anything to drink?" she offered.
He quickly turned to Aqua and studied her new attire. He was relieved that she didn't change into shorts. "Water is good," he smiled. As she left to the kitchen, he went back to staring at the picture. She took out a glass from the cabinet and opened the fridge to take out the cold gallon of water. As she poured water to the glass, she looked at him from behind. He was fixated at the portrait still.
"Is he your boyfriend?" he questioned her out of nowhere.
"Why are you asking?" she wondered. Do detectives have to know everything about their life?
"Just curious," he responded in a calm manner.
"Well," she breathed out, "you're not the first person to ask. We're not together." She walked out of the kitchen with his glass of water and gave it to him. He nodded as a 'Thank You' response and started to drink the refreshing water. She sat down on the lounge chair and waited for him to speak.
"Who is he to you?" he prodded.
"If you must know, he's like a brother to me," she sighed. "Now, do you mind telling me what you're doing here?"
"Since you never responded to the phone messages that I sent you, I decided to come here instead," he retorted, as if he was blaming her that he had to come all the way to her apartment.
"Oh," she mouthed. "I'm sorry, it's just that I was… not in the mood to answer any phone calls."
"It's okay, I don't blame you since… you know," he comforted her a bit. "If you don't feel comfortable with answering any of my questions then I could just come another time-"
"No," she cut him off, "I'm fine now."
"Well, that's good to hear," he smiled warmly. There was something about him that made her want to smile back. This was the first smile she had ever shown and it felt great. Even if she didn't know the guy that much, that atmosphere was very comfortable and that it was nice to share a smile with him.
He took out a voice recorder out of his pockets and placed it on the coffee table. She gulped as she was preparing to gather any information that she had to give to the young detective. He knew that it would be difficult for her to recall that horrid night so he had to take it slow. He pressed the play button and commenced the interrogation.
"Aren't you a little too young to be a detective?" she wondered.
"Heh-Heh, aren't I the one asking the questions here?" he chuckled.
"Well, I think it's fair since you guys would snoop into my personal Detective," she retorted, raising her brow to see what he had to say about that.
"Let's start by recalling that night," he ignored her smart remark, "What happened?"
"I was walking to my apartment after work and I was heading to the Sunrise Café…."
After the many questions she had answered, it was finally over. All she had to do was explain that whole night in detail and the Man in Black. She gave him a full description about him; the helmet, the skin tight suit, and his insane personality. If she felt uncomfortable, he would stop and give her a moment. She couldn't help but admire his face; he was really hot and she usually wasn't interested at looking at hot guys. She was too busy with her own life that she wouldn't pay attention to her social life. Aqua was actually surprised; he seemed to be a laid back guy but when he was on detective mode, he became very serious.
"Is that it?" she wondered.
"Yup," he stood up from the comfortable couch, "Now I must tend to the other victim, so if you don't mind-"
"Wait!" she jumped up and pulled his wrist. She stopped him from leaving which surprised him. Throughout the whole interrogation, he felt that she wanted him to leave or get this questioning over with.
"I wanted to ask how Olette was doing," she hinted with a face full of concerned.
"Um, they told me that she is doing alright, but she tends to get-+ extremely nervous," he answered her very honestly. Her gaze lowered, sad that her friend has suffered more than her. Terra placed his warm palm on top of hers, trying to grab her attention. She made eye contact with him and slightly blushed.
"I'll find him," he promised her. His ocean blue orbs showed determination which told Aqua that he would do anything to arrest the killer that brought misery into her life. She felt much comforted now but still unsafe when knowing that the assaulter was still out there. He let go of her soft hand and started to make his way out the door. She followed right after him to open the door and say her farewell.
"If you need someone to talk to," he spoke out while giving her a card, "you can call me."
She nodded and grabbed the small index. He gave her another warm smile that ignited butterflies in her stomach and left. She slowly closed the door and bit her finger in delight.
"Call him anytime, huh," she murmured. She was making her way towards her room to take a shower but another knock sounded on the door.
"Man, not again," she groaned. She turned her knob and opened the door, annoyed that she would have another visitor. She really wanted to be left alone. But she didn't have a visitor this time. No one was at her door or in the hallway. Her eyes wandered around but her eyes stopped as she looked down to the floor. There was rectangular red box lying right in front of her. She grabbed it and looked around once more just in case if anyone was there.
She went inside her apartment and locked the door behind her. She walked to her living room and placed the box on her coffee table. She laid her knees on the floor and opened the box to see what was inside. She gaped at the thing inside, blinking a few times to see if it was real or not. Aqua saw that there was a small note right beside the object. She hesitantly took it and read what the little note said.
"Remember now?" she read it to herself. She took the object by the green root and twirled it around to see that it was a red rose that looked exactly like the ones that she had in her vase. She turned to see that the tallest rose was missing in the pile.
"The dream was… real."
Well do you guys like it? I think I made Terra really hot! I want to thank these reviewers: Blackening Crown, xXxLone ProdigyxXx, YukiandZero, Zanzetsuken, and Lucia Tsukiyomi-hime. You guys rock and Yukiand Zero, my computer would always autocorrect my mistakes so I'm terribly sorry about my mistakes! Well see you soon!
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